speakveryclearly: Kanaya in ivory, pointing out a problem with a raised arm and trying not to be petulant. (Dissatisfaction)
Kanaya Maryam ([personal profile] speakveryclearly) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-12-14 04:32 pm

[OPEN] Fatality Is Like Ghosts In The Snow

Date & Time: December 8th onward
Location: Snowsilium
Characters: Kanaya Maryam and you
Summary: A day in the undeath: meandering through the snowy landscape hunting for prey; work at the seamstress's house where she wrangled residence for herself, Mami, and Alice; evening gun lessons in the Mekakushi Dan mansion; and night shift in the Transporter facility.
Warnings: Noon prompt has potential vampirism; closed McGill-Brown prompt will lead to discussion of war, death, and such intersections as erasure phenomena


[Closed to Mami and Alice]

She "gets up" early to "help make breakfast", a convenient reason to never take meals in front of her mistress. Though Kanaya derives a little pleasure from doing chores for the woman that has accommodated herself as well as her two friends, the hologram she has on practically twenty-four/seven is not one of them. Here her short black hair "is cut" more conventionally, her skin is a less sparkly sort of pale, and her teeth are supposed to be flat. She practices expressions in the mirror for a few minutes a day, to make sure that the physical presence of her fangs doesn't interfere too much with the purely visual illusion. Then she turns away and places her empty plate on the countertop, ready to engage in conversation with her coworkers.

[Open: Outdoors]

By noon she's gone out "for lunch". It's an opportunity to explore, the only one she really has during the day... though sometimes as she glares at snow hares or penguins with blood thirst in her eyes, it seems like she wishes her excuse were true. Maybe if she went far enough into the forest nobody would notice. God, though, does she hate the cold. At least she has a practical black coat from Christmas last year. Soon she'll have to go shopping - her midday socializations are a little tainted with this anxiety, whom to give gifts and whom to ignore.

[Closed to Saul, Steph, Ahiru, and Dick]

On the 10th of December she has a destination in mind. A quick phone call has verified for her the location of Saul Goodman's current sanctuary. She knocks on the door and a dusting of snow falls off her black gloves. Who'll answer? Who else will be there? She doubts, upon thinking, that Saul lives alone...

[Open: Clotheshop]

And in the afternoon? She's back to work, of course. The future sewing machine is a different model from what she bought with her first paycheck in Exsilium, and she's never seen a future loom in person at all. The smile on her face as she works behind these machines is a decent approximation of happiness, less artificial than when she's selling clothes from behind the counter.

[Closed to Mekakushi Dan]

When she "goes out for dinner", her dining establishment of choice is the Mekakushi Dan's mansion, and she's glad for it because this is the only place where she keeps the hologram off long-term. In their common area she takes up as much space as she likes on the couch, wearing a T-shirt and loose skirt, and dismantles firearms blindfolded. "This is how Kano should learn," she insists with a good-natured imperiousness, "aren't you part of the blindfold brigade anyway." Part of the pretense is to delay the progression to outdoor practice, when her holographic facade will have to go back up.

[Open: Transporter Central Building]

Only at night, sneaking out of the shop when she's supposed to (need) be asleep, can she log her hours of temporal programming. Inside the complex, too, she retains her supernatural appearance if only for increased recognizability. The terminal where she works is separate from her tablet; both devices see a lot of use, though, as this is the place natives are least likely to look over her shoulder.
inhumanity: (Helianthus annuus)

Open: Outdoors

[personal profile] inhumanity 2013-12-14 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Christopher is out strolling, wrapped up warm against the weather. When he spots Kanaya, he pops up with a cheerful grin.

"Haha, I told Vino he'd been watching too many movies. It's good to see you again, friend! Have you found any interesting flavours of human to try? There could be some interesting and delicious genetic mutations to enjoy, but Nature herself is capable of such infinite delight and variety already."
redheadcarrier: (Russia!Asuka)

Outdoors

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2013-12-14 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Here's Asuka, out in the snow and looking somewhere between miserable nad impressed by all o the snow. It's the first time she's been exposed to it to any length of time and despite the many coats she seems to have layered herself with, she looks a bit cold. When she spots Kanaya, she simply falls in to next to her with a wave, "Hey, Maryam-"

There's a pause as she glances around at the expanse of snow around them.

"The locals aren't giving you a hard time, are they?"
controlledvariable: (Civvies -- Hope you don't mind)

"mcgill-brown" did you really

[personal profile] controlledvariable 2013-12-15 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
The answer to the first question is easy enough: Steph is the one who pulls open the door, having checked the camera feed she's set up (Bats). She's got a few hours between one job and the next, so she's at home for a little while, at least.

"Kanaya, hey. I hope you didn't have too much trouble finding the place," Her smile is easy and warm, as she opens the door wider and steps back to let Kanaya in; Saul gave her a heads up about the potential visit, so she's not surprised.
Edited (now in handy prose format, also with more words i guess) 2013-12-15 01:18 (UTC)
reassures: (light ☙ why do i need anyone else?)

Mekakushi Dan!!

[personal profile] reassures 2013-12-15 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Nill is seated on one of the cozier chairs in the room, her own jacket and shoes discarded somewhere near the entrance. She has on a simple outfit, a blouse cut low in the back to make room for her wings without alterations, and a pair of jeans, prepared for whenever they go outside next. She has her own guns set to the side, out of the way for the moment, and she idly toys with a flip-knife while she watches Kanaya take the guns apart by memory and instinct alone.

They're good things to know, and Kano should probably be taught how to do that eventually, but it's not hard to tell that Kanaya's stalling. Even so, Nill indicates nothing to the contrary. She likes the idea of staying inside for a few extra minutes more as well - her wings get very cramped under that jacket after a few hours.
muskets: (pic#6684200)

Breakfast!

[personal profile] muskets 2013-12-15 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Mami has the courtesy and the intellect to wait until it's safe to speak candidly, even as her own plate of food sits mostly untouched on the counter. Despite Kanaya's words to the contrary before, it still felt impolite to eat in front of her; she'd break herself of the habit soon enough, she was sure, but for now it was simply easier to talk to fill the time during meals.

"It's going to take a while to get used to your disguise, I think." There was no bite or insult behind the remark - it was simply an observation.
hotdate: (Call me up if you a gangsta)

Open: Outdoors

[personal profile] hotdate 2013-12-16 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
And Heath is hanging around outside his new home, as always completely oblivious to the cold, casually rolling some snow into a ball. There's a 70% chance he is making a snowman, but he would deny that to the ends of the Earth. He brightens as he sees Kanaya walk past, abandoning his task to jog over to her, falling into step beside her.

"Hey, Girl, how're you doing? Need something to warm you up?"